"Then we"ll remember that," says I. "No harm in my edgin" in long enough to drop a word to Joe, the head waiter, to give you a nice quiet corner table and take care of you well, is there?"
"I"m sorry," says Vincent. "I didn"t know but what you----"
"Not me," says I. "I"ll stay long enough to get you started right. Come along. Ah, there"s Joe, down at the end, and when he--Eh? Did you choke or anything? Well, of all things!"
Course, he"d spotted "em right away--Mirabelle and Chuck Dempsey.
They"re at a little table over by the wall chattin" away cosy and confidential. It hadn"t taken "em long to re-establish friendly relations. In fact, Chuck was just reachin" playful for one of Mirabelle"s hands and he was gettin" away with the act.
"Why," says I, "it looks like the S.R.O. sign was out already."
Yes, it was a bit raw for Vincent. He shows his polite bringin" up though. No rash moves or hasty words from him. He backs out graceful, even if he is a bit pale about the gills. And not until we"re well outside does he let loose a husky remark.
"Well, I--I"ve been made a fool of, I suppose," says he.
"That depends on who"s doing the judgin"," says I. "This Dempsey"s no newcomer, you know. Anyway, now you can go home to dinner with Mother."
"But I can"t," says Vincent. "You see, I left word that I was dining in town and she--she would want to know why I didn"t."
"That"s easy fixed," says I. "You"re havin" dinner with me, out at my Long Island shack. Haven"t seen the large-sized family I"m startin", have you? Well, here"s your chance. And we can just make the 6:47."
Not that I"d planned it all out, but it was the best antidote to Mirabelle that I could have thought up. For Vee is--Well, she"s quite different from Mirabelle. And I suspect after Vincent had watched her playin" her star part as the fond little wife, and been led up to the nursery to have the baby exhibited to him, and heard us joshin" each other friendly--Well maybe he wondered how Mirabelle would show up in a strictly domestic sketch.
"Torchy," says he, grippin" my hand as I"m about to load him on the 10:26, "I believe I"m not going to care so much about losing Mirabelle, after all."
"That"s bucking up," says I. "And likely they"ll let you draw back your deposit on the ring. But you might as well bid them oil stock margins good-by."
Oh, yes, I"m a bear at friendly advice. At least, I was until Vincent comes breezin" in from lunch yesterday wearin" a broad grin. He"d connected with a bull flurry and unloaded ten points to the good.
"Now for a king killing, eh?" says I.
"No," says Vincent. "I"m through with--with everything."
"Includin" near-vamps?" says I.
He nods enthusiastic.
"Then I don"t see what"s goin" to stop you from gettin" a Solomon Wise ratin" before they include you in the votin" list," says I. "Go to it, son."
THE END
SEWELL FORD"S STORIES
SHORTY McCABE. Ill.u.s.trated by Francis Vaux Wilson.
A very humorous story. The hero, an independent and vigorous thinker, sees life, and tells about it in a very unconventional way
SIDE-STEPPING WITH SHORTY. Ill.u.s.trated by Francis Vaux Wilson.
Twenty skits, presenting people with their foibles. Sympathy with human nature and an abounding sense of humor are the requisites for "side-stepping with Shorty."
SHORTY McCABE ON THE JOB. Ill.u.s.trated by Francis Vaux Wilson.
Shorty McCabe reappears with his figures of speech revamped right up to the minute. He aids in the right distribution of a "conscience fund," and gives joy to all concerned.
SHORTY McCABE"S ODD NUMBERS. Ill.u.s.trated by Francis Vaux Wilson.
These further chronicles of Shorty McCabe tell of his studio for physical culture, and of his experiences both on the East side and at swell yachting parties.
TORCHY. Illus. by Geo. Biehm and Jas. Montgomery Flagg.
A red-headed office boy, overflowing with wit and wisdom peculiar to the youths reared on the sidewalks of New York, tells the story of his experiences.
TRYING OUT TORCHY. Ill.u.s.trated by F. Foster Lincoln.
Torchy is just as deliriously funny in these stories as he was in the previous book.
ON WITH TORCHY. Ill.u.s.trated by F. Foster Lincoln.
Torchy falls desperately in love with "the only girl that ever was,"
but that young society woman"s aunt tries to keep the young people apart, which brings about many hilariously funny situations.
TORCHY, PRIVATE SEC. Ill.u.s.trated by F. Foster Lincoln.
Torchy rises from the position of office boy to that of secretary for the Corrugated Iron Company. The story is full of humor and infectious American slang.
WILT THOU TORCHY. Illus. by F. Snapp and A. W. Brown.
Torchy goes on a treasure search expedition to the Florida West Coast, in company with a group of friends of the Corrugated Trust and with his friend"s aunt, on which trip Torchy wins the aunt"s permission to place an engagement ring on Vee"s finger.
Grosset & Dunlap, Publishers, New York
BOOTH TARKINGTON"S NOVELS
SEVENTEEN. Ill.u.s.trated by Arthur William Brown.
No one but the creator of Penrod could have portrayed the immortal young people of this story. Its humor is irresistible and reminiscent of the time when the reader was Seventeen.
PENROD. Ill.u.s.trated by Gordon Grant.
This is a picture of a boy"s heart, full of the lovable, humorous, tragic things which are locked secrets to most older folks. It is a finished, exquisite work.